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Mumbles
Knowing he could change plans at any time, we were all looking forward to Jake's announced arrival on July 2nd. He decided on an early arrival at about 1:45 p.m. Thursday. I was not far outside Atlanta making my way to a meeting at Georgia Press. Where are all those people going all the time, anyway? Never mind, that's a discussion for another day! My phone rang and Judy said, "They're going to the hospital." Remembering a similar phone call about 12 years ago, I continued toward my meeting. That time Judy called me in Thibodeaux, La., where I had followed Heath, Holden and the Troy State Trojans for a football game. I should've been locked up in three states as I made a Smokey and the Bandit trip back to Columbus to meet our first grandson, Allen. Probably would've if they could've caught me. Allen wasn't in as big a hurry as I was. I had a sixhour wait after I reached the hospital before he decided to officially make Judy and I grandparents.
I had just passed through Eufaula, with flash backs of the years of memories on the lake on my mind when Judy called. Turned out he was in a little bigger hurry than Allen had been. "Jake's here!" And here he is! I once found a letter my daddy had written mama after they had broken up. She had left Brunswick and gone back to Atlanta. In the letter he was trying to mend their relationship. I looked at the date on the envelope. It was dated about 10 months before I was born. If he doesn't write that letter, I'm not born. Jake will one day learn of a conversation between Judy and I after the doctors had decided two children were enough. Upon returning from a doctor's appointment, she asked if I had talked to the doctor about getting fixed like we had talked about. "Not yet," I replied.
"Never mind," she said. And, we named him Holden.
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